THE BLOG

Of course I’ve got a blog

And I’m going to use it.
What kind of writer doesn’t have a blog? But my blog is definitely my safe space where I write about literally anything. It’s lacking, shall we say, “structure”. I reason that everything else I write is heavily structured, so I get a free pass with the blog to blather on about anything I like. Leaving London for Devon in my early 30s, the thrills and fears of marriage, the second Sex and the City film (hey, don’t knock it ‘til you’ve watched it. Watch it, then knock it).

I really do like to keep myself guessing with my chosen blog fodder. Don’t try to make sense of it, just read it and tell me I’m funny.

Get off my land. No, wait, come back!

Get off my land. No, wait, come back!

Dear locals,  Look, I get it. You’re angry. I’m angry. We’re all pretty angry right now. There’s anger to spare. But you’re angry about something very specific. Something that’s not necessarily particular to Covid-19. Apparently, some second home-owners aren’t...

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Deci-Belles: an ode to loud women

Deci-Belles: an ode to loud women

Oh hi, there.  Been a while, eh? Yes, I’ve been horribly neglecting my blog, so sue me. But I’m coming at you live (I lie, blogs are not in any way live) from drizzly Dartmouth, and I have something to say. Something that’s been on my mind for ages now. Today I...

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SATC 2. It wasn’t all bad.

SATC 2. It wasn’t all bad.

There have been thousands, maybe even tens of thousands, of unkind words written about the second Sex and the City film. And let's face it, they're mostly justified. Even the biggest SATC fan (over here, guys) had to admit with a miserable shrug that SATC2 was just...

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London: a love letter

London: a love letter

It happened. So help me, it happened. I appear to have moved to Devon by mistake. Just twelve short months after I had what I thought was a speculative discussion about packing up our lives in London and moving to the depths of the countryside, we have taken the final...

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Cluster Cluck

Cluster Cluck

When it comes to bridesmaid careers, there are few to rival mine for sheer variety. Lucky Number Ten (I've clocked up NINE turns on this rodeo) is scheduled for next July – a month after my own nuptials – at the wedding of two of my favourite people, Liz and James. I...

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Vital Organs

Vital Organs

Greeting and salutations from the trenches of Weddingsville. Population: me. As I tap out this blog with the last on my strength at 3am this Sunday evening, I have no fewer than 24 tabs open on my laptop browser. Some pertain to work, some to my social life (did you...

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Vulture for Culture

Vulture for Culture

When I was a card-carrying permanent copywriter, going into the same office every day, my list of workplace priorities before I took a new job looked something like this: The people The work Career advancement opportunity The Boss Workplace environment Distance from...

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Bridesmaid Revisited

Bridesmaid Revisited

Last week, my boyfriend asked me if I’d like to be his wife. I was fairly surprised, having nudged him on the topic for a year or so and received a fairly tepid response, I genuinely thought we were a year or so away from it. But low and behold, he took me for a walk...

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